|Subject: Whispered Identities - Chapter 232
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Date Posted: Saturday, August 20, 09:24:35pm
In reply to:
's message, "Whispered Identities - Chapters 221 & forward" on Sunday, July 10, 08:59:36pm
The early morning sunlight crept across Nikita’s face as she turned, smiling while reaching over to Michael’s side of the bed. He was not there. She sat up slowly and looked around the bedroom; Michael’s clothes were not on the floor where he had dropped them the night before. Slipping from the bed, she tip-toed, naked into the bathroom. Damp towels hung neatly from the racks and the shower stall was wet from a recent shower.
Hummm.....he could have woken me....a shower together would have been nice.
Nikita grinned and chuckled. “Well, monsieur Samuelle....how do you feel this morning after relinquishing your control last night.”
She reached in the shower and turned on the water and slid under the powerful spray. Lathering shampoo in her hair, Nikita stood as the water pulsed onto her. She smiled as the memory of last nights lovemaking washed over her body; she began to tingle and felt a throbbing in her opening. She began to thrust her hips, then stopped suddenly.
“Oh gawd....stop this Nik!” She reached for the cold water tap. “Eehhhhhh.....that’s bloody cold....but all the better to.....turn this feeling off....damn you Michael Samuelle...you do possess my body!”
After putting on a silver track suit and white tank top, Nikita pulled on her sneakers and walked to the bureau and began to brush her damp hair. She sat quietly looking in the mirror, smiled and pulled her hair into ponytail. Wandering from their suite, Nikita made her way into the kitchen where she poured a coffee and grabbed a croissant. Rene Laval entered the kitchen.
“Oh....good morning Nikita.....I just heard about the mission....great job.”
“Thanks....do you know where Michael is?”
“Computer systems....he’s working with Adrian....they may have another target site. He’s asked me to prepare for another mission to leave tomorrow....just came in to grab a coffee.”
“Another mission....already....but how....never mind....I’ll speak to Michael.”
Nikita made her way to Computer Systems, clutching her coffee mug and another one for Michael. She juggled the mugs while punching in the access code and iris scan to enter the room. The heavy door swung open and Nikita wandered over to where Michael and Adrian sat working together with Justin Bernikoff at the main computer console. Adrian smiled and looked up, Michael continued to stare intently at the screen and tap on the keyboard.
“Good morning my dear...you look rested.”
“Yes....ahhh, sorry, I didn’t bring you a coffee but I can get you one.”
“No thank you, I’ve had three cups of tea already.”
Nikita stood at Michael’s side. “I brought you a coffee Michael.”
He looked up. “Thank you.” He turned and continued typing rapidly on the keyboard.
“Am I interrupting anything....I can come back later but....Rene said you have another possible mission in mind....that’s quick.”
“Yes, Michael and Justin have come across some location codes...well, actually Mr. Bernikoff has.”
Justin Bernikoff grinned. “It’s actually a stream of hexadecimal htx coding.....the Society have been encoding locations and transmitting via private satellite....I just stumbled onto the matrix....cool, huh? Oh, and please call me Download, if you don’t mind.”
Nikita smiled, “Well done Download! If I understood what hexadecimal htx coding meant.”
“Well, it’s really simple....I upload the triameter matrix and hacked into the cluster they use and.....”
“Enough explanation, thank you....ahhh, Download,” interjected Adrian.
Michael slid a disc into the drive and began saving the information he had been processing. He sat watching the screen, then slid back in his chair.
“I want you to continue with the cluster maximation...it will take at least three hours....when you have the specific locations and target personnel, advise me.”
“What? Oh, sure...right.”
Michael picked up his coffee and drank slowly, then looked at Adrian. “Adrian if you could please work on that matter we discussed, I would appreciate your input.”
“Certainly Michael....I’ll take a laptop to my room to work and have the material within the hour.” Adrian smiled and left the room.
Nikita stood staring at Michael. “And what about me....have anything for me to do, Michael?”
“Yes....there could be something....shall we discuss this over more coffee?”
Nikita suppressed a grin. “Fine....the kitchen then?”
“Well, maybe...but after coffee, I want to go for a run...will you join me?”
“Are you feeling well enough...your arm and....ahhh, how is your head wound?”
“My arm and head are working very well....thank you for asking. Mr. Bernikoff....call me on my cell when you have the cluster information....and well done on your discovery.”
“Thanks...but I really wish you would call me Download, Mr. Samuelle.”
Michael was already making for the door with Nikita behind him. Once in the hallway, Nikita leaned over to Michael, whispering. “You really want coffee and to go for a run?”
“Yes I do....why wouldn’t I.”
“Well.....I....sort of thought we might....go up to the suite.”
“Yes, I need to change into some running gear and shoes....but we can skip the coffee, go for the run right now.”
Nikita grabbed Michael and shoved him into a darkened alcove in the hall. “Michael! You know what I mean...what’s with the games.”
“Games? Look Nikita...a run will be good for us both....we need to concentrate on the upcoming mission.....and yes, I do know what you are intimating.....enjoyable as it would be....I need to put all my attention on covering all possible parameters of this upcoming mission.”
Nikita reached down and began stroking Michael’s groin; she could feel his length through his black jeans. Michael pulled her hand away as he felt himself growing hard.
“Not now Nikita....please...this is difficult...I want you also, but we must learn to control ourselves....or we will never .....”
Nikita snickered. “Ha! Good one....control....okay, gotcha....right, let’s go for a run, that will certainly suppress any sexual urges we both might have....you definitely have all the answers, Michael.”
Just then, three operatives came down the hall, heading towards the media room. Michael stepped quickly into the hallway, leaving Nikita in the darkened alcove.
“You men need to contact Laval....he has a new profile for you to study....he should be in the media room.”
“Yes sir....we’re headed there now.”
The men disappeared down the hall; Michael looked back at Nikita who stood grinning.
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